Chapter 761 - 322: Huh? He’s Actually a Graffiti Master?
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While waiting for the show’s final results, Li Younan certainly didn’t stay idle, continuing to wander around New York City.
This time, his activity area expanded to East New York in Brooklyn, located at the eastern edge of Brooklyn and adjacent to Queens, surrounding Jefferson Avenue in East New York are narrow residential lanes.
Li Younan strolled here with interest, holding a cup of coffee, with the air mixed with the smell of fried dough sticks and Latin barbecue, small supermarkets at street corners, many roadside stalls, selling beef pies, mango juice, and Mexican tacos under various parasols.
Elderly people sat on the steps in front of apartment doors reading newspapers, seeing these scenes, Li Younan couldn’t help but recall the Spider-Man movies he watched as a child.
So far, although he is a small influencer with hundreds of thousands of fans, he hasn’t seen anyone on the street who can actually recognize him, everything still seems quite leisurely.
However, just when he turned a corner, a terrifying sound came from an alley between two buildings, Li Younan instinctively turned to look and was slightly taken aback.
Two black men in baseball caps rushed out in panic, Li Younan stepped aside to let them pass, watching them flee away, and then he looked back into the alley, where another black man came out chasing them, cursing constantly.
Li Younan stepped aside again to let the chaser pass, then watched him chase after them.
Seeing this scene, frankly, Li Younan’s mood was somewhat complex.
Honestly, you almost never see such scenes nowadays back home.
However, in the United States, especially in New York, such scenes happen continuously every day, especially in places like Brooklyn, Manhattan, and Queens, where crimes like robbery, theft, gang activity, shootings, and drug use frequently occur.
During the day, things are relatively better, but at night, even though Li Younan is strong and confident in himself, he wouldn’t wander out aimlessly.
However, it seems that even during the day, the security in this place isn’t particularly good.
Of course, security in New York’s wealthy areas is still very good.
Just then, Li Younan’s phone rang, he picked it up, feeling a slight joy as his Sword Forging Competition application was approved.
The caller informed him that he could report to the studio in Brooklyn later in the afternoon.
The official competition isn’t today, but it will be soon; today, he is to go early to bring relevant materials onsite for review and sign a contract.
The studio for the Sword Forging Competition is officially called Forge Workshop, which is a professionally crafted indoor forging arena, located in the old industrial district of Bushwick, Brooklyn.
Li Younan arrived at the studio building, checked the information on his phone—119 Ingram Street, then looked around, stroked his chin, and for a moment, his expression was somewhat amused.
At this moment, suddenly someone nearby spoke: "Are you here to participate in the Sword Forging Competition?"
Li Younan turned to look, the speaker was a middle-aged white man in his forties or fifties, his hair impeccably groomed, giving off a feel somewhat similar to the older Godfather from the second generation, not very tall.
Li Younan casually nodded, the other person smiled and said: "What do you think of this place?"
Li Younan’s gaze swept over the studio building itself, it appeared to be a 3-story red brick old factory, its exterior walls brick red turned black, with mottled gray moss, no conspicuous signage, only a small metal plaque nailed to the base wall at the entrance.
Frankly, this place seemed genuinely low-key, giving the impression of an abandoned factory.
Certainly, this is not a sight unique to this building, neighboring buildings are the same style of old factories, coming and going you could see many workers in work clothes, photography studio staff, and some Latina housewives shopping.
Li Younan said: "This place is overly low-key."
The expression on the middle-aged man showed an amused smile: "Are you trying to say this place doesn’t look luxurious at all?"
Li Younan shook his head saying: "That’s secondary," then pointed to the adjacent buildings, "Do you see their differences?"
The middle-aged man thought for a moment: "The difference is this building is red?"
Li Younan nodded: "Observing so closely, you’ve discovered even that!"
"It’s an honor, I’m not colorblind."
"Haha, but shouldn’t you be focusing on that? Look, the walls of the other buildings have large graffiti, while this red brick old factory wall has nothing."
Bushwick is New York’s graffiti sanctuary, seeing this, Forge Workshop instead seems out of place.
The middle-aged man asked with some curiosity: "Are you interested in graffiti?"
"A little."
The middle-aged man looked at the wall amusedly, nodding: "But you’re right, I also feel this wall seems to be missing something."
At this point, Li Younan no longer intended to continue chatting with this stranger, saying: "Sorry, I think I need to go in, I’m here to submit materials."
The middle-aged man nodded.
After entering, it didn’t take long, the other party confirmed Li Younan’s identity information, and gave him a notification sheet, detailing the competition time and related requirements, Li Younan just skimmed through it, confirming the time is three days later, then turned to leave.

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